The first and last mentions of Severus Snape.
Imagine your OTP seeing each other for the first time in years.
I’ll be with him. Like I should be. Me and Rory together.
(I am sorry. I am so sorry. It just needed to be written and I couldn’t stop myself. I’MSORRYI’MSORRYI’MSORRY. Please don’t hate me. ;_; )
It’s not fair, she thought, and she didn’t care how childish she was being.
She hadn’t expected a fairytale ending; a grand sunset greeted by a cheering crowd or the swell of emotional music. She knew better than to hope for that much. After thirty-odd years of learning otherwise, first-hand, it would have been as unrealistic as saying that the war should have been easy. They had been lucky enough just to end it before all of civilization was wiped off the map. But was it too much to ask for to at least walk away from it alive?
The longer she spent waiting, the more certain she was that it wasn’t going to happen.
She had no way to call anyone, no way to let them know where she was. She didn’t even know where she was. No one could help her.
Trying to watch Once Upon a Time but every time Raphael Sbarge talks I’m like
Oh gosh. The hypnosis episode. Sure, rational people, it only lasted like 2 minutes. But UNF. What I wouldn’t do.
kaidan alenko’s future children are the luckiest kids in the world because they’re going to get the actual cutest dad reading them bedtime stories with actual most soothing voice in the galaxy and they’ll be asking for another cup of water while he just keeps gently, patiently reading, sometimes touching his temple and rubbing it before he turns the pages, and just like that they’re drifting off, while his voice gets lower and lower, and sometimes he falls asleep in the chair next to them.
#you know it’s entirely possible that she would still be alive just very very old #i have a headcanon that at some point steve gets fury to look her up and finds out she’s in an old folks home and she’s lonely #she did get married after the war and had kids and grandkids but they don’t really take care of her or stay in touch with her#and in her old age she’s gone back to thinking about him and the war and the romance that never had a chance to happen #and then one day a nice young man in a suit named phil comes and talks to her #and very gently breaks it to her and explains everything and says steve would like to visit #and although she’s completely shocked she manages to say yes #so steve comes over and he brings flowers and chocolate and some old glenn miller records #and after the tears and the talking they finally have their ‘date’
Steve helps hold her up, and they finally have that Dance. it’s Steve’s first. It’s Peggy’s last.
Crack. Dead Fred.
Oh god everytime I re-read this part I want to cry. Molly had nightmares about her children dying, she worried about it all the time, it was her biggest fear it was made even worse by the fact there was a fair chance of it happening.
Then barely two years later, Fred dies. It’s her worst fear coming true. I imagine when she first found out she believed it was another one of her nightmares - you know how people believe the things they want to be true? She would have stood, frozen, every cell in her body screaming at her to wake up. But as the seconds passed by, each one seeming like an hour she realised that this wasn’t another nightmare. She wasn’t going to wake up in a cold sweat and run down stairs to look at her clock and see that her children were all safe and sleeping. Not this time.